This week we had the first real snowfall of the year and the temperatures have dropped too. Walking to the train station in my inappropriate attire I realised a terrible truth
; I still haven’t learned how to winter yet. By inappropriate attire I don’t mean underwear or pyjamas by the way, I was wearing a wool coat, woolly hat and jeans. Everyone else I encountered was wearing waterproof jackets because as anyone with half a brain knows snow will stick to a wool coat so that you end up looking like the abominable snowman. Needless to say by the time I reached the station there was more snow on me than there was on the street!
Sadly my coat was not my biggest mistake; I have just stupidly shaved my beard off and this morning it was -9C (which in Fahrenheit is bloody cold in case you were wondering). The arctic blast whipping at my freshly shaved face and the fact that I forgot my scarf meant that I hated life about ten seconds after walking out the front door. In addition to this I wore my smart shoes and not my boots so I slid more than walked to the station. It’s not a good start to the week and with a potential snow storm at the weekend I had better improve my winter clothing soon!
There is one piece of good news though; I finally invested in a proper hat! When I say proper hat I mean a silly hat but it has flaps that cover my ears because I learned last winter that the imminent ear frostbite feeling is not one of my favourite bodily sensations. The hat is distinctive enough that a number of people have said nice hat and maybe as many as one of them wasn’t being sarcastic? Perhaps my Britishness is just convincing me that everything is sarcastic but who knows. One thing I do know is that I need to be less awkward when people say nice hat; when one girl said it to me my reply was “you too”. You have probably guessed by now that she wasn’t wearing a hat.
Only another 2-3 months of cold weather to go, wish me luck! Why not disturb some tumbleweeds and follow my Facebook page here.